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Harry Potter (auror__potter) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Harry grinned, and ignored the little flip in his stomach that came when Roger suggested they take in a match together. "I'd like that. I...have no idea when that might be, but I'd like that a lot." Probably more than was wise, but that was a thought for another day. Harry was nothing if not good at ignoring problems until they blew up in his face. It was a special talent.

The little patch of skin between Roger's shirt and trousers was entirely too distracting, and he made himself lean back and study the sky instead. Clouds were way more interesting. At least, that's what he was trying to convince himself of. He really needed to stop acting like a teenager in the first throes of a crush, and remember he was a fully grown adult helping to raise a child. Attractive men should not make him so flustered.

Especially when he wasn't even entirely comfortable yet with the idea of being attracted to men. It was still a fairly new realization, and one he hadn't had a chance to act on. So snap out of it Potter, he told himself.

"If I hadn't had Hermione, I probably would have failed by the time third year came around, so I definitely get wanting to get your feet under you first."